Week 194: Pissy Lads

I picked up Cities: Skylines II again this week and played a little bit in the evenings. The latest patches have made the game feel a lot more polished and I’m enjoying noodling about in my new cities.

Still not getting anywhere near my holiday reading speed, I picked up The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August by Claire North. I’m 75% of the way through and loving it so far; It follows a man who, whenever he dies, returns to his birth with his full memory. It’s been good adding several women in Science Fiction to the list of authors I like: I noticed I kept picking up stuff written by men because it’s what kept getting recommended.

On Friday we went to listen to Sean Paul from Finsbury Park and drank some champagne on a bench. The sound wasn’t great but then I suppose they don’t optimise for “people sat way behind the wall trying to get some free music”. Then we headed to a party nearby, met lots of people, and drank Sambuca.

When we got home we found that the cats had pissed on the bed and shat on the sofa. We’ll chat to a vet but normally this’d be a sign of anxiety at their age. I think we’ve increased the time they’re by themselves a bit too quickly and will readjust to spending shorter times with nobody in the flat. Poor pissy lads.

They’re doing a cute thing at the moment where they love being in the bath. If I shower then they’ll rush in afterwards and sit in the wet bath very still until the motion-activated light turns off. They don’t seem to mind being damp.

On Sunday I popped up to see my extended family to celebrate my grandma’s birthday in a park. As usual, it was nice to see everyone, however, these large group things mean I barely feel like I caught up with anyone. I was originally going to hire a car and drive up but, embarrassingly, I booked it for the wrong weekend. I only found this out after the person at the car hire place spent 15 minutes trying to find my booking 🤦